Running a 516 km marathon in the hearth of the winter.
In an unknown, strange and cold place, with minus 16 °c temperatures.
Homeless, without roof, walking and in/her thought a ghosthy mind, sometimes lost and desoriented. Lamenting, squeezing, crying, screaming.
White snow, starry nights, Northern lights, fire, meals, tent, sleeping bag, lonely nights.
Morning light, sunlight, white paths, blue sky.
A beautiful place...
Adjectives to describe the place. Wonder, wonderful, Wonderland, amazing, crazy, insane.
To be there al😁ne and without a roof...
We are never prepared for anything.
She wasn't.
Physically and psycally.
Meals
Clothes
Tools
Toilet? Shower?
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